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Sorry Kev... the old signature had to go. |
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Only you can turn the page And close the curtain on this empty stage |
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I wish I was a neutron bomb, for once I could go off I wish I was a sacrifice but somehow still lived on I wish I was a sentimental ornament you hung on The Christmas tree, I wish I was the star that went on top I wish I was the evidence, I wish I was the grounds For 50 million hands upraised and open toward the sky |
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I wish I was a neutron bomb, for once I could go off I wish I was a sacrifice but somehow still lived on I wish I was a sentimental ornament you hung on The Christmas tree, I wish I was the star that went on top I wish I was the evidence, I wish I was the grounds For 50 million hands upraised and open toward the sky |
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Sorry Kev... the old signature had to go. |
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But life is a battle: may we all be enabled to fight it well! - Charlotte Brontė. |
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And now it's just sad that whatever we had, ain't worth saving ... |
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Don't need a ship to sail this stormy weather, don't need you to ruffle the feathers of my peacock suit! Did ya think I'd ca-re! |
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Don't need a ship to sail this stormy weather, don't need you to ruffle the feathers of my peacock suit! Did ya think I'd ca-re! |
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